Grandma Sheila

This is AFF by the way. I had no clue I had this ID on my phone.

Just coming in on all of this and the one thing I'm compelled to say is that I'm so sorry. I will donate once I'm at home on my home computer. I am keeping you in my heart.

Sure! Maybe you can hitch a ride with Jana. I am certain she will be going soon. LOL

I think counseling is in order to move beyond that trauma you pervert ;)

If the kids even know! LOL I agree wholeheartedly about J'Boob being a very good businessman.

As a Verizon employee in recent years~it isn't difficult to get a cell tower on your land. While in training we were told to let management know if we were interested or knew someone that would be. The only real requirement is having an amount of land and giving the company that owns the cell tower access at will.

What exactly would have worked out by not placing Carly for adoption? They would have still been too young, immature with a weird (read: screwed up) family dynamic. Nothing but time, maturity and experience prepares you for that. Money might solve many problems, but it won't save Catelynn and Tyler from themselves.

That last sentence says so much to me.

^^^WON THE INTERWEBS TODAY^^^ Because she is the baby or because she truly won't have the physical/mental capability? I tend to think it will be the former.

I agree about the vibe that the plaintiff was giving off.In a word: skeevy (if that is indeed a word).

It sounds very strange. I thought it was so funny when the older girls were talking about what kind of partner they want. How in the heck do they know without dating first? Also the relationship advice really cracked me up. If life were only that simple!

I think because Jim Boob sees a lot of himself in Ben at that age. I also believe somehow, this marriage will benefit Jim Boob financially. Not like Kim Kardashian who whored herself out to various vendors and made millions. That would be JB's wet dream.

Oh probably still in the yard (if ya know what I mean). ETA: Jim Bob drives me crazy every time he's in that garage-pantry. He never fails to mention that he was once a grocery store employee. When he says it for the eleventy millionth time my ears my ears bleed. Trust.